We’re headed to the hospital tonight to have our second child: a bouncing baby boy named Everett, and we are SO excited! It’s been a LONG 9 months this round coming right on the tailwinds of having Kensington. Tomorrow (when baby boy is likely to make his appearance) Kensington will be 12 months & 16 days old. Yeah. Almost Irish Twins. So despite how excited we are, there is also no small amount of terror.
This time, I’m going into delivery eyes wide open. It’s not my first rodeo which means I know how bad the epidural hurts (not that I’m about to forgo it) and that it can take a LONG time for my body to get in gear (last time was almost 21 hours to get me into active labor) which could be un-fun. That all being said, last time I was TERRIFIED of labor and contractions and episiotomies and this round I’m much more relaxed. It wasn’t nearly as bad as I expected it to be and so I know this round will be even better.
But two kids. Under two. Practically under one. WHAT WERE WE THINKING? To be perfectly honest, we both thought a 1 year old would be walking, talking, sleeping through the night, more self sufficient, etc. HAHAHAHAHAAHAHA Yeah. No. Kensington is wonderful and a great baby, but she still has trouble sleeping through the night (usually up once or twice to cry because the binky is missing), and she’s a bit behind on the walking front (which might actually be a good thing at this point).
It’s so hard to anticipate what it’s going to be like to have two really young kids, and everyone keeps wishing us luck, but I am so excited to meet our baby boy. And in just 4-5 short years (LOL) they’ll be best friends and it will be wonderful. I hope.
Please take this “diary” entry for what it is – an honest exclamation that I have no idea what I’m doing. I am so excited for this next step in our journey but there are fears and trepidation with it as well. For all you other moms or expecting moms out there – you’re not alone. We all freak out. Me especially.
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